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tickletheory) wrote2019-01-01 09:55 pm
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[drabblesoup] bridging the gap
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I couldn’t post this in the comm because I couldn’t trim it to a hundred words. Edited and shortened to a little over 100 words.
“So full...”
I knew I ate too much but I also can’t bear to waste free food. Tomorrow there’s a free tea time event at 2pm, so I have to be eat enough to last until then.
A chuckle snapped me from my thoughts. “You’re complaining about food, but I bet you’re also thinking of what you’ll eat next.”
“Burping is the best medicine,” I muttered, trying to ignore him. I was concentrating hard on swallowing air and trying to burp when a pair of arms clamped around my stomach and pulled me up. I screamed. “Stop! I want to burp, not puke!”
“You’re cute especially when you’re being such a glutton.”
My jaw dropped and quickly pushed myself off. “It’s a sin for you to be a smooth talker!”
He grinned, as if proud, before overtaking me. I felt my hand being grabbed as he tried to pull me along. I stared at our hands as I dragged my feet and tried to pull my hand back. He wouldn’t let go.
“What’s the use of smooth talking when you’re so dense?”
I felt my face flare up to my ears and my insides rumbled like a volcano. I used all my strength to pull my arm, knelt down, and within seconds I emptied my stomach on the sidewalk.